I was following the pack, All swallowed in their coats With scarves of red tied 'round their throats To keep their little heads From fallin' in the snow And I turned 'round and there you go. And, Michael, you would fall, And turn the white snow Red as strawberries in the summertime.
Come down from the mountain, you have been gone too long The spring is upon us, follow my only song Settle down with me by the fire of my yearning You should come back home, back on your own now
The world is alive now, in and outside our home You run through the forest, settle before the sun Darling, I can barely remember you beside me You should come back home, back on your own now
And even in the light, when the woman of the woods came by To give to you the word of the old man In the morning tide when the sparrow and the seagull fly And Johnathan and Evelyn get tired
Lie to me if you will at the top of Beringer Hill Tell me anything you want, any old lie will do Call me back to you
> Penniless and tired, with your hair grown long I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong Memory is a fickle siren song I didn't understand In the gentle light as the morning nears You don't say a single word of your last two years Well you will be, you've reached the frontier I didn't understand, no See your rugged hands and a silver knife Twenty dollars in your hand makes you hold so tight All the evidence of your vacant life My brother you were born And you will try to do what you did before Pull the wool over your eyes For a week or more Let your family take you back to your original mind There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say There's nothing I can say I can say
Meadowlark, fly your way down. I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown For you to wear upon your fleecy down.
My meadowlark, sing to me.
Hummingbird, just let me die Inside the broken ovals of your olive eye. I do believe you gave it your best try.
My hummingbird, sing to me.
My hummingbird, sing to me.
Don't believe a word that I haven't heard. Little children laughing at the boys and girls. The meadowlark singing to you each and every day. The arc light on the hillside and the market in the hay.
Lie down with me my dear Lie down Under stormy night, tell nobody
My brother, where do you intend to go tonight? I heard that you missed your connecting flight To the Blue Ridge Mountains, over near Tennessee
You're ever welcome with me any time you like Let's drive to the countryside, leave behind some green-eyed look-a-likes So no one gets worried, no So no one gets worried, no
But Sean, don't get careless I'm sure it'll be fine I love you, I love you Oh brother of mine
In the quivering forest Where the shivering dog rests Our good grandfather Built a wooden nest And the river got frozen And the home got snowed in And the yellow moon glowed bright Till the morning light
Terrible am I child? Even if you don't mind
In the quivering forest Where the shivering dog rests Our good grandfather Built a wooden nest And the river got frozen And the home got snowed in And the yellow moon glowed bright Till the morning light
On the way to your brother's house in the valley, dear, By the river bridge a cradle floating beside me. In the whitest water on the banks against the stone You will lift his body from the shore and bring him home
Oliver James washed in the rain no longer Oliver James washed in the rain no longer
On the kitchen table that your grandfather did make You and your delicate way will slowly clean his fate And you will remember when you rehearsed the actions of A innocent and anxious mother full of anxious love
Oliver James washed in the rain no longer
Oliver James washed in the rain no longer
Walk with me down the beach and through the valley floor Love for the one you know more Love for the one you know more
Back we go to your brother's house emptier my dear The sound of ancient voices ringing soft upon your ear
Oliver James washed in the rain no longer Oliver James washed in the rain no longer